I lay em down with the mac11 hollow point
Dropping bodies yeah i'm stirring up this fucking joint
Pop one, pop two, heads popped off
Put the gun to your teeth, bitch face off
Ain't no way i'm gonna let these motherfuckers get to me
They're coming closer, what's it gonna be
I take a step back, take a deep breath
And i bust my gat til you punks see pitch black